Prudent Love

Tia 2022-09-20 05:50:58

It's rare that a movie is more moving than a novel.

The British wrote that love is hindered, and the writing is quite restrained and profound, and the solution also has a sense of clarity. There is no dog blood cliché and randomness. Every manor, a lawn, a bay embankment, a street market, a corridor, a flower house, a glass. Every grass and every tree is love, and the furnishings and arrangements of the objects are just right without being extravagant or showing off.

Anne is not beautiful, breaking the previous British "costume film" model of love at first sight. Her attraction comes from her gentleness, her indecision made her miss her love eight years ago, and the narrative begins eight years later when she lives peacefully as an old girl. People are easily influenced by the opinions of others. But persistence is not a valuable character, but compromise is a kind of tolerance and consideration. On the contrary, the willful self is really not cute at all.

Annie said only time will heal the wounds, at least that's what she did. Fortunately, she took the time to strengthen her faith in love, and when she matured, she understood the pain of love betrayal and plunder. Inevitably, she bravely and enthusiastically moved on the road, towards happiness.

England's space haze is reborn, and emotions are pressed to the lowest Key. Literary dialogue is as beautiful as poetry.

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Persuasion quotes

  • Sir Walter Elliot: Come, come, Anne! We must not be late. You cannot have forgotten we have an invitation from Lady Dalrymple.

    Anne Elliot: I regret I am already engaged to spend the evening with an old school-friend.

    Elizabeth Elliot: Not that sickly old widow in Westgate-buildings?

    Anne Elliot: Mrs Smith. Yes.

    Sir Walter Elliot: Smith? Westgate building?

    Mrs. Clay: Excuse me.

    Sir Walter Elliot: And who, pray, is Mrs Smith? One of the five thousand Smiths that are everywhere to be met with? Upon my word, Miss Anne Elliot, you have the most extraordinary taste. To place such a person ahead of your own family connections among the nobility of England and Ireland. Mrs Smith!

    Anne Elliot: Perhaps she is not the only poor widow in Bath with little to live on and no surname of dignity. Good evening.

  • Captain Wentworth: Miss Elliot, I can bear this no longer. You pierce my soul. I'm half agony, half hope. Unjust I may have been. Weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it eight years ago.